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Danger up ahead
Just ignore the warning signs instead Toughen up and break the rules that hold you down Smash the glass, shoot straight Don't look back, we wear the mask of fate Just live your life loud and proud Don't back down Live your life, take a risk We'll never die in the afterworld In the end, start again We'll stay alive in the afterworld Live your life, take a risk There's no goodbye in he after world In the end, start again We'll never die in the after world Die When we wanna, you know we're gonna Die When we wanna, you know we gotta Die When we wanna, you know we will Die Have yourself some fun Turn the safety off the fucking gun Get off your ass Today starts now Live your life, take a risk We'll never die in the afterworld In the end, start again We'll stay alive in the afterworld Live your life, take a risk There's no goodbye in he after world In the end, start again We'll never die in the after world Die When we wanna, you know we're gonna Die When we wanna, you know we gotta Die When we wanna, you know we will Die |
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| 3:02 |
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I've seen it done like the way the dogs do
I'll think it over, we're standing into Your phony life but now it's all dry Can't take it you will see Not more than others....your phony life Like I don't hear them, But I'll tell you something else When we get to the desert it's out What we left in the past....it tears me up Pulled into a truck stop...my luck is over The plan is failing....I think not What we left in the past...it tears me up It's not what you're used to In the middle of nowhere But I'm an old man And I love to wander distantly Your phony life and now it's all dry If it seemed that I had myself controlled... That's a lie |
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You know what makes me happy
The things that make you sad The feel that I controls absorbed by the radio jag I found my indecision The product of the media grime The feel that I control have you press rewind And now I'm on the wings Hoping that you'll hear Don't bother to respond You love to hear me again And when the sun beams down all of your lies Close, close, yeah close the light The sky's all grey in the barracks I know I'm a lousy hero The classic i can feel is that of a memory And you are peering down through parascopic eyes Close, close, yeah close (conscience) I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid We'll drive the band to Shippensberg And hope that we get played And in the end of a season The voices turn it all off The things that were so meaningless 'Til the next one comes along I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid We'll drive the band to Shippensberg And hope that we get played |
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| 3:00 |
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Sometimes I get the strangest feelings
I want to bust your head in I've got the whole world freaking I'm just the kind of guy All around the world They've got their hands up screaming Can't the gambles fly No one knows for sure I've got the portrait hanging around In the picture frame In the halfway house on life We're not the same Time draws a narrow streak I'm just your average freak Made a deal with life I'm known around the world I'm not the one with the open wound You're just protection for the righteous kind I'm not the one with an open wound You're just protection for the righteous kind Righteous kind... Came of a world of trouble I've got the hopeful freed Made a deal with life I know that life is cruel My cataclystic thoughts The mother of my dreams Your plan betrayed my smoke screen I'm wrapped around your screams There's a portrait hanging around In the picture frame In the halfway house on life And I'm not the same I'm not the one with the open wound You're just protection for the righteous kind I'm not the one with an open wound You're just protection for the righteous kind |
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| 6. |
| 3:41 |
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You better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout I'm telling you why Cause I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna kill you! Fuck! He's making a list, he's checking it twice He's gonna find out who's a fucker... And nobody's getting fuck! You hear me? Nobody's getting any toys! FUCK! Nobody's getting fuck! He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you're awake He doesn't know a god damn thing 'cause the whole fucking thing is fake "Santa, is there anything I can do?" "Is there anything you can do? You can GET BACK TO WORK!" You better watch out, you better not cry You better not pout I'm telling you why Cause I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna kill you! Fuck! He's making a list, he's checking it twice He's gonna find out who's a fucker... And nobody's getting fuck! You hear me? Nobody's getting any more toys! FUCK! My Wife's a fucking Slut! He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you're awake Your stocking's filled with coal because you're a spoiled brat-ass dick You better make sure you learn how to spell Cause if you don't you're burning in hell Santa Claus is coming, I said Santa Claus is coming, I said Santa Claus is coming, I said Santa Claus is coming, Santa Claus is coming to town Shit |
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I like cheese but I can't digest the shit
I'm on a loo in the middle of Washington These are some of the things I can't eat It's yogurt, milk, and cheese that makes me shit I can not not not have nothing yo But when I eat dairy my bowels do flow Uh-oh I think I shit myself (ohhh!) I had some ice cream and... I'll be back, I'm goin' to the can! He cannot digest the lactose these are just the facts He cannot digest the lactose these are just the facts He cannot digest the lactose these are just the facts He cannot digest the lactose these are just the facts |
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| 3:25 |
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| 9. |
| 2:21 |
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I've seen it done like the way the dogs do
I'll think it over, we're standing into Your phony life but now it's all dry Can't take it you will see Not more than others....your phony life Like I don't hear them, But I'll tell you something else When we get to the desert it's out What we left in the past....it tears me up Pulled into a truck stop...my luck is over The plan is failing....I think not What we left in the past...it tears me up It's not what you're used to In the middle of nowhere But I'm an old man And I love to wander distantly Your phony life and now it's all dry If it seemed that I had myself controlled... That's a lie |
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| 3:39 |
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I create to destroy at hand
This path i made in the sand And I'm off to the deepest depths To forfeit my place on this land The tide pulls you into me As one I drift in the sea The feeling is free Yet you'll find yourself drifting with me Don't hold your breath for long If the undertows getting too strong There's no reason for you to come along The horizon is just ahead The end of the dry lives we've led You know what I think of them You sutured my wounds when I bled So whats to become of us The answer has yet to be seen As fate puts us side by side You'll find yourself drifting with me Don't hold your breath for long If the undertows getting too strong There's no reason for you to come along Don't hold your breath for long If the undertows getting too strong Theres no reason for you to come along Hold your breath for long If the undertows getting too strong There's no reason for you to come along There's no reason for you to come along There's no reason for you to come along |
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| 4:07 |
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Sometimes I get the strangest feelings
I want to bust your head in I've got the whole world freaking I'm just the kind of guy All around the world They've got their hands up screaming Can't the gambles fly No one knows for sure I've got the portrait hanging around In the picture frame In the halfway house on life We're not the same Time draws a narrow streak I'm just your average freak Made a deal with life I'm known around the world I'm not the one with the open wound You're just protection for the righteous kind I'm not the one with an open wound You're just protection for the righteous kind Righteous kind... Came of a world of trouble I've got the hopeful freed Made a deal with life I know that life is cruel My cataclystic thoughts The mother of my dreams Your plan betrayed my smoke screen I'm wrapped around your screams There's a portrait hanging around In the picture frame In the halfway house on life And I'm not the same I'm not the one with the open wound You're just protection for the righteous kind I'm not the one with an open wound You're just protection for the righteous kind |
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The mirror doesn't look like them
I guess it never will What would you say If I took a piece for me? Happiness is your best friend It doesn't appeal to me Have you ever seen me? As I talk it lets you down You're finally used to me But they never talk your way The universe is in your hands That doesn't appeal to me What would they say If I took a piece for me? Happiness is your best friend It doesn't appeal to me Have you ever seen me? As I talk it lets you down You're finally used to me But they never talk your way The mirror doesn't look like them I guess it never will What would you say If I took a piece for me? Happiness is your best friend It doesn't appeal to me Have you ever seen me |
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